Comforting my sister-in-law

Their house had just been broken into, and her husband had to go out of town on a business trip.  My wife told her sister that she was welcome to stay at our house while he was away to make her feel safer.  After the first night, my wife had to go to her parents house to watch their dogs.  I got a little bit excited, because I would be alone at night with her sister.  

I told her goodnight, and went to my king bed to go to sleep.  Before I got into bed, I did one more unnecessary trip downstairs, hoping that on my way back up I might get a peek at her body as she walked down the hall to or from the bathroom.  No such luck. 

It is always hard to feel completely comfortable alone in a king size bed.  I couldn’t fall asleep,and it turns out I am glad I stayed awake and coherent.  I heard some noise out in the hall, and my bedroom door opened.  Silhouetted in the moonlight was the sexy outline of a woman gorgeous. It was her.  In her outlined form I could see the curve of the side of her breasts.  She asked if I was still awake, and when I answered that I was, she walked toward the bed. 

My eyes adjusted and I could see her slender form standing like an angel beside the bed.  All that covered her was a pair of panties.  She told me she was really lonely, and didn’t want to stay alone in the other room.  Since I had a king size bed, could she join me so she wouldn’t feel so alone?  I told her that I was wearing my usual bedclothes, nothing.  She smiled slightly and said no problem, she'd join me.

With one quick motion, she pushed down her panties, pulled back the blanket, and slid into my bed. My heart pounded with excitement and nervousness.  It was hard for me to catch my breath.  She thanked me for letting her come in.  I said that it was fine.  I wasn’t sure how to respond.  It was true that minutes before I was trying to get a peek at her body, but now that she was naked in my bed, I was not quite sure what to do.  I decided though, that since she clearly knew what she was doing, I needed to take advantage of this and do some touching while I had the chance.

She said good night to me, and rolled on her side facing away from me.  I lay on the other side of the bed, looking in her direction, trying to decide how I should touch her first.  She solved my dilemma for me.  Will you come and cuddle me, she said.  My heart leapt to my throat.  I knew that as soon as that happened, I would be touching every part of her that I had dreamed of seeing and feeling as long as I had known her.  My dick was so hard, I needed to figure out what I was going to do with it.

I scooted over to her and slid on arm under her pillow.  Then, as inconspicuously as I could, I placed my dick between her legs as I moved into the spooning position.  There it was. Her big, soft white ass pressed into my lap.  My free hand laid on her thigh.  I felt a warmth on my dick and realized she must already be dripping from her pussy. I felt around her thigh for a few seconds, then slid my hand up across her stomach to her natural DD’s.  I slid my fingers under the weight of the top breast, enjoying the feeling of my hand held firmly by those boobs that I had always admired. 

She murmured softly that it felt good to be held.  I briefly thought that I should really stop right there.  This answered every fantasy I ever had about her, and had the possibility to get me into really big trouble.  She didn’t seem to mind though,and my cock was very curious about that dripping pussy.  No way was I ending this, as long as she was happy.

I cupped as much of her boob as I could in my hand, and gently squeezed and massaged it for a couple of minutes.  My penis throbbed between her legs.  She kept clenching her thighs together and gently pushed her ass harder into my lap. The soft motion moved my dick closer and closer toward her waiting vagina.  Her fingers moved to her legs and pressed against my penis.  That slight pressure was enough to open her labia and I thrust myself in as soon as I felt the warm wetness inside those soft lips.

In an instant, I was terrified and ecstatic.  She felt amazing.  So warm and inviting, and her groan told me she wanted me to stay inside.  She kept her fingers there, massaging her clit.  I began to slowly move inside her.  I squeezed her boob hard, and she let out a satisfied exclamation.  Her nipple was hard, and I twisted it slightly between my fingers.  This got her more excited.

She sat up and pushed me on my back.  I looked up at her enormous boobs and could not have been happier, although my dick was upset it had been unexpectedly pulled from her pussy.  She laughed at me and asked if they looked better than her sisters'.  I nodded and grabbed them, one in each hand.  She pushed my dick back inside her and started to ride me.  When she started rubbing her clit I let go of her boobs. They bounced and swayed as she pushed herself up and down on me.  I reached around and grabbed her soft ass and she lowered her hanging boobs so her hard nipples brushed my face as she moved.  I caught a boob in my mouth and sucked it as far into my mouth as I could, flicking my tongue around her nipple.

She pulled it out of my mouth and sat up, arching her back.  I lost hold of her ass, but I just felt her soft thighs as I watched her womanly form gyrate above me.  Her boobs danced enticingly, barely in reach of my hands.  I could tell she was getting close to climax, because her movement started to become irregular.  I started to let myself really enjoy the feeling of my sister-in-law’s vagina sliding along my cock. 

We came almost simultaneously.  Still hard, I rolled her over and pounded her missionary style.  I could always give my wife an orgasm from this position.  I could tell we were lined up just right, and I moved on her until I felt the familiar goosebumps that always indicated that my wife was having an orgasm.  After she finished, I rolled off her and rested my hand on her chest, feeling her soft boob.  She breathed heavily, and laughed a little.  She told me she didn’t feel alone anymore.  She asked me if I could get hard again, and I told her I could.

She pushed me off and sat on top of me again.  She rubbed her clit in circles on my dick.  It hardened again as I watched her hips move one way while her breasts jiggled and swung.  I caressed one of her boobs for a few seconds, then slid two fingers up inside her while I pressed my palm against her clit.  She rubbed that for a second, then grabbed my penis and sat down on it.  She slid it in and out hard as she rubbed herself.  Her boobs slapped together until I grabbed them and held them up for her.  We both finished again, and lay next to each other completely exhausted.

I didn’t know what to do, but I felt amazing.  We cleaned ourselves off together in the shower, and climbed back into bed together still naked. I fell asleep spooning her, my hand held firmly between her breasts.  I don’t know (or care) if she slept that night.

The next morning I woke up before her and went downstairs to get some coffee.  I must admit that I was apprehensive about how she would react this morning, but the way it had happened I didn't think she would be too upset.  I just hoped that we would be able to enjoy each other's company in the years ahead.  My concerns were unfounded.

She came downstairs wearing absolutely nothing.  She smiled shyly at me, and told me I had seen it all already so I shouldn't act so surprised an just enjoy the show.  Seeing her move about the kitchen, her ass and boobs moving as she walked, made me want her all over again.  After she poured some coffee she came over and placed her bare ass on my lap.  With her tits just inches from my face, she told me that we should probably be careful around each other for a while.  I cupped one of her breasts in one hand, and placed the other on her ass as I told her that she was probably right.

Laughing, she pushed my hand away from her breast and stood up.  She faced me, pushed her breasts against my face, then sat down straddling me.  I mean it, she said, and we both laughed.  We both skipped work that day, and fucked two more times before she put on clothes and went back home.

Sister-in-law

My wife is beautiful.  Her sister looks very similar to her, with a few differences.  Her sister is taller, so she has longer legs.  She also has DD boobs that she loves to show off.  So, to sum up, her sister is a leggier, bustier version of my smoking hot wife.  I know she is technically related to me now, but I can’t deny the physical attraction.

She has always been the kind of girl who appreciates that she has enormous boobs, and she allows others to appreciate them too.  She wears very low cut dresses that provide deep cleavage.  I love going out with her and my wife.  The views at the table are fantastic.  We were out last week with them, and she wore a see-through button up top over a black push up bra.  As she sat down, she complained that her husband didn't like her bra showing.  Personally, I thought her bra and the boobs both looked great, especially with where she had the shirt unbuttoned to.  He had her do another button, but when he went to the bathroom, my wife got her to open back up.  Recently I have noticed that she gets even looser with her body the more she drinks. 

We came home from drinking one night and she plopped down on the couch.  Her dress was short that night, and it climbed up when she sat.  There it was, a beautiful nude colored V of panty.  Her dress was up to the top of her panties as she sat there, not worried at all.  I quite enjoyed the view, not expecting it to happen again.

A week or so later, she was laying down on a bed after a night of drinking.  She was showing off her legs that night in another short dress.  As she laid down, her legs toward us, her dress moved up to show her ass.  She was wearing high cut bikini panties.  I could see her long legs become soft white ass, and the panties covering the soft lump of her pussy lips.  This went on for about 30 seconds while she talked to her sister.  I was beginning to think that she could become a lot of fun to have around.

A couple nights ago, she was sitting on our couch again, wearing a really low V dress.  She had a pillow on her lap, but as she leaned into conversation the pillow pushed up on her boobs.  Possibly the best cleavage I have ever seen in public, other than my wife's.  I was looking at someone else when I heard my wife get her attention and say “It’s all out,” while she touched her own boob.  Since I happened to be talking to her husband at the time, I didn’t feel like I should look over to see what was going on.  Missed opportunity.  I could see her readjusting out of the corner of my eye, but I missed any nipple.

I heard a friend of theirs talking about another night that she got really drunk.  As they walked up to the apartment, she took her dress off.  He said her husband told him he should probably wait outside.  He didn’t get to come in for a couple minutes, because she was aimlessly walking around their apartment naked with no thought that the friend may have followed them inside.

All in all, I think the opportunity is there to see her boobs someday, and maybe see her body fully bare.  My wife is in favor of a topless beach, so maybe on a future family vacation?  I intend to plan as many drinking nights as I can with her around.  Good things are bound to happen.

Pool time

I always wanted to see my wife naked outside.  A topless or nude beach sounded great, but I didn't live anywhere near a beach.  It came up in conversation sometimes, and she told me if everyone else did it, she would too.  It gave me hope that someday I would see her boobs in the sun.

We had a pool at our apartment, and I wanted to make the most of it.  She loved the sun and the water, and I loved her and everyone else in bikinis.  Her boobs are generally too big for triangle tops, so she would wear more supportive tops.  This meant that my friends pushed out the top of her bikini, looking absolutely gorgeous.  No bottoms could hold in all of her ass cheeks, and she just accepted that.  Her cheeks peeking out of her suit looked so great.  At night, she would wear the triangle tops for me without any lining so her hard nipples clearly showed.  I loved night time pool time.

For a couple of weeks, I "encouraged" her to get her boobs out.  I would untie her top as she swam by me, or pull those little triangles to the side.  She would always quickly cover them up and look around, but she must have realized that the angles were all wrong for anyone to see into the pool.  I knew I was making progress when, on her own, she pulled up her top for me and dropped her breasts into the water.  It didn't last long, but it was time to make a move.  I had always been able to slide my hands inside her suit without any hesitation from her.  Now, I wanted to see things.

I was holding her ankles as she floated when I slid my hands up her legs and pulled down her bottoms.  Her soft white vulva and pink pussy glowed dimly under the water.  She was slow to react, but she reached down and pulled them up.  I felt her reach for the gear shift in my shorts.  We smiled and swam around a bit.

We met again in a more shallow area.  She sat on my lap with her legs around my waist.  This time, as I pushed back, I pulled her bottoms all the way off.  There she was, bottomless in the public pool.  She swam away from me and did a lap with her pale white ass peeking occasionally out of the water.  I was afraid she would spook, so when she came back I gave her suit back.  This was fun for me, and she enjoyed it too, even though she was scared.  I could tell though that each time she uncovered she grew move comfortable.

I pushed her back against the side of the pool and pulled away the bikini top to reveal her round breasts and pink nipples.  They felt so good to feel under the water.  I picked her up by the waist and lifted her above the water.  She squealed quietly and covered her breasts, but let them go right before I dropped her back into the water.  I tried to convince her to lose the top entirely since it wasn't covering anything anyway.  She refused that though, because the ties were too complicated if someone else came to the pool.

While her boobs were exposed, I pulled off her bottoms again.  I stepped back to enjoy the unique view of a nude woman under the water.  I was so turned on, I couldn't help but take my shorts off.  I didn't want her to  feel like she was all alone and want to put her suit back on.  Seeing my dick made her feel a little more playful.  She pushed me against the pool wall, took a deep breath, and submerged to give me a little suck.  Feeling a mouth close around my dick in a pool was an unbelievable experience.  I returned the favor to her, slipping my tongue up into her dripping wet vagina.  That is an erotic experience.

She spent the next hour in the pool like that.  We swam, talked, fondled, and generally enjoyed each other in a fairly open and public pool.  What a great night.

Bottomless

He was a friend of a friend, and I felt obligated to help him out.  His car broke down near my house.  He showed me his phone and his battery was truly dead.  It was impossible to tell him I couldn't help him out with a phone and the internet.  He sat at the computer at the desk in the kitchen.  I made coffee for him, and enjoyed a cup while I waited for my wife to come home.  We had plans to spend some quality time together, and this guy was not going to help.

The front door opened, and I heard my wife come in and put away her keys.  As she came around the corner, she saw the destitute and her face dropped.  She glanced at me with annoyance.  She walked over to the table to set down a bag.  Her coat was still on.  She turned squarely toward me, still looking annoyed, and showed me what was under her coat.

Her shaved, bare pussy peeked out below her shirt.  No bottoms.  No panties.  Coat, shirt, and boots.  She put one foot in front of the other, left the coat open, and looked at me.  Her crossed thighs covered what I really wanted to see.  She thought for a second before she decided what to do.

The coat came off quickly and went on the table.  She raised her eyebrows at me, glanced at the other man, and walked over toward the sink.  Her round ass moved in rhythm with each step she took.  She did a slow runway walk, knowing it would make her cheeks move and tighten even more.  Her bare legs always aroused me, but this was the best show I had seen recently.  The heeled boots, exposed rounded ass, all in view of someone I slightly knew who was completely unaware of the show going behind him.

She turned toward me and winked.  Her legs came apart showing me her pussy again.  I felt an adrenaline rush as I could see those dripping lips from across the room.  Her heel click attracted the attention of our visitor.  He looked over his shoulder just as my wife opened the refrigerator door.  He did a double-take, not quite believing he had just seen her completely bare thighs disappear behind the door.  Distracted, he looked back at the computer, but turned quickly again as soon as he heard the refrigerator door close.

There it was.  My wife's perfectly rounded ass fully exposed to a stranger as she reached into a cupboard for a glass.  Perfection from the clenched calf muscle to the hard thigh to the curved ass.  She lifted one foot off the ground to reach a little higher and also make sure our visitor could see her pussy lips peeking out from the shadow of her cheeks.  She set the glass on the counter and poured herself a shot of chilled tequila, still with her back toward both of us.  Neither the visitor nor I could tear our eyes from the work of beauty in front of us.

In the back of my head, a small debate went on in my head.  Should I break the spell and tell him to get out of the house, or should I just enjoy the spectacle of my wife showing herself to someone else and see where she wants to take the show?

The kitchen light caught shined on a bit of moisture between her thighs.  She knocked back the shot and poured herself a second.  Then she spun around, crossed her ankles, and smiled shyly at us.


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